Tommy Exx - John [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Tommy Exx]

It's about time you showed your face, I mean c'mon
What do I tell my kids about G-d when they ask me if there is one?
And is anything considered a practice if I, added an ism?
I don't know what it is or what it isn't
Woah don't take this out on religion well...
Somebody must have a fuckin' answer
To why little kids catch cancer and why my boy John ain't breathin'...

[Bridge: Schuyler Rae]

Cuz you can't even tell me why the good ones go
Wish we could rewind and let the good times roll

[Verse 2: Tommy Exx]

Now what the hell am I supposed to do, asking all these questions I already know the answer to
My homies like whats up with you?
Hold on Exx, don't fuckin move
I'm not in the fuckin mood, to crack jokes, I'm this close
To shutting off the nintendo
Talking like a schitzo with his head on a swivel
Am I paranoid a little?
But how can you blame me for getting mad at the dude upstairs?
Thinking I'm crazy, wonderin' if I'm talking to myself..

[Hook 2: Schuyler Rae]

Take me back to yesterday
What was beautiful at a younger age
I need LaLaLaLaLaLaLa Love (x2)

I wanna sit in the pouring rain
Watch the tears come down my face
I need LaLaLaLaLaLaLa Love (x2)

[Answering machine and Tommy Exx's emotional breaths)

[Verse 3: Tommy Exx]

It's like it, every time I'm in need I get the fucking answering machine
I sorta wish this bitch would answer me answer me talk back
Mom I wish I never talked back, take out the trash when i get back
Miss seein' John trip and laugh hopin' nobody saw that
Wishin we could kick back like jackass and skip taxes
Skip practice, grab asses, and roll up!
Laugh now and party after
Hopin' it never grow up
Maybe life is bettah when I blow up
I just let my heart go on and on...
Portrait to the brain, another unexplained phenomenon
Lunch table trynna rhyme holographic Pokemon
Sinnin' til it's dinner time, the shit we didn't tell our moms..
Thank you for the memories
Growin' up on Mr. Clean, too close to the TV screen
Young king fallacies casually turnin' into casualties
So actually we just live in they eyes
And to see the sunrise

[Hook 2] (x2)

(La La La La Love)